.. you know?"Sara broke into a grin that communicated not only her acknowledgment of what Laura was saying but also the resonance of the ferocious, bo...y shattering orgasm she had just experienced. "I... guess I can't stop you now, can I."Laura finally and carefully extracted the ribbed dildo from Sara's pussy. She slipped out of the harness. "I want to adore you while you fuck me senseless," she purred. "I'm very envious."Sara smiled calmly and reached out for Laura again, pulling her closer,. Beyond fantasy, she had never considered the idea of screwing anyone besides her darling husband. And, she certainly had never considered the idea of fucking a Black man. But she knew that many men had fantasies about watching their women fucking other men. She never dreamed her husband was one of these men. He knew his wife, and he knew that to get her to become the naughty girl of his dreams, he was going to have to be patient and make a slow and subtle introduction of his. It took the boldest among us – Marci, of course – to break the stalemate. She crossed to the far bed, the one closest to the window, pulling me along by the hand. She sat on the foot of the bed and patted the space beside her. “Here, Dave. Sit by me.” I sat, and she leaned into me, putting her head on my shoulder as her hand drifted up my thigh. I heard her sigh softly as she lightly nuzzled my neck, and when I turned to her we kissed. It was a real kiss, soft and deep, not a friendly peck. Jennifer looked Roxie directly in the eyes. "Yes, yes I'm a lesbian slut," Jennifer replied. "I love how you fuck me. I want you to always fuck me." "Whose pussy is this?" Roxie continued "Your pussy... my pussy belongs to you. I belong to you...." Jennifer moaned."That's right my pretty. You belong to me and only me. You're my little lesbian now and you will eat my pussy when I ask you. I will take you any time I like. And I will take care of you while you are in here too. I will take care of.